A Lion, a Tiger and Her Bear… Oh My! a Howls Romance and a romantic standalone book in the Mates of Bear Paw River Series by Everleigh Clark.
Release Date: July 24, 2018
“You look like you can’t decide whether you want to kill us or **ck us.”
“Yeah, mating heat will do that to a girl.”
Adopted brothers, Traeger and Noah Shaw are too busy running from their haunted past to worry about things like mating. Then she comes into the picture. A bear shifter with a killer wit, amazing curves, sharp claws and an even sharper tongue. If her mating heat doesn’t kill them, they still have a psycho on their tails. You know, just to keep things interesting.
Bear shifter, Sam Cooper doesn’t need to count on anyone but herself. But these big cat shifters, AKA Dimples and Angry Pussy, aren’t taking the hint. The brooding lion and cute tiger are calling to her bear faster than she can say, “Oh My!”
And then there’s the whole human shifter war she’s trying to prevent.
It’s time to bear-up and kick a little sass!
About the Author:
Everleigh Clark is a pen name of a USA Today bestselling author who wanted to write some fun paranormal romance. She’s also a homeschooling mommy, crafter and choc-aholic.
When she’s not wrangling kittens, googling math help or cleaning up slime, she’s plotting and writing her next book. Her characters are fun, lovable and messy. Just like the characters in her real life.
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The Ivy Blackwood Chronicles
Cover Design: Melissa Stevens, The Illustrated Author
was only a child when she was accused of setting the fire, one she passively watched engulf the small house she had called home. Her fingertips burned and her hair singed. Some who watched her crossed themselves, convinced she was soulless for she showed no emotion at all. Calm and dispassionate, even when the screaming started that quickly turned to bellows of agony before dying into nothing but the roaring of the fire.
or others. To all involved, they had protected the world from a monster, but sometimes things are not what they seem.
in a happily ever after, but she likes to make her readers work for it. When she’s not writing, she can usually be found in the garden or hanging on the deck with her family and friends. She lives in Bucks County, Pennsylvania with her husband and two kids and their four fur babies.
Fire Born: Queen of the Seven Stars Book 1
A brand new series from Kallista Dane.
A Reverse Harem romance set in a faraway fantasy world.
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So Fire Born is a really interesting start of a new series by Kallista Dane. It is was a slow go for me.
Melisandre is the newest queen over the land is now has to take over the curse that is now been activated since her father has passed. The first step is to find out what the curse is and who will help her.
There are five men that will help her get through this. But not only will they help her but she is to help them get through certain tasks also.
This story is strictly between Melisandre and the dragon Drayke, the others are mentioned and Melisandre is told what they will bring to the fight but we do not meet them yet.
I am excited to see where this series goes and how Kallista brings everyone together.
The last figure disappeared, gradually drifting away into formless mist. But the Dragon Lord, the Fire Born, took on substance. Came down the steps of the dais in his human form, naked once again. I ran my eyes over him, stopping at his cock, thick and hard and heavy.
I glanced at the oracle, but she was no longer visible. The smoke from the braziers hid her from our view – and us from her.
He came closer. Smiled wickedly.
I couldn’t help myself. I reached out, stroked the silky-smooth flesh of his manhood. Oh, Goddess! My handmaidens were right. It did have a steel core.
Wordlessly, he put out his hand and touched my gown. It disappeared. Faded away, as though it was as unsubstantial as the mist around us.
I stood before him. Naked.
Though I’d never been unclothed in front of a man before, I felt no shame. No embarrassment. He ran his hand up my arm, caressed my breast. My nipple puckered, hardening into a dark red peak. He ran a thumb over it, then cupped my breast in his palm and brought his fingers together, squeezing and rolling my nipple between them.
I gasped as a jolt of raw lust shot straight to my core. The tiny bud between my legs began throbbing and I felt a gush between my thighs. He brought his other hand to the back of my head and drew me in. Ran his lips down my throat, stopping at the hollow of my neck to nip at it gently. I shivered and he pulled me closer. Wrapped his arms around me, skin to skin, our bodies pressed together. His erection rubbed against my mound, hot and demanding. Awakening a strange, fierce hunger deep in my core.
I ran my hand down his back. Felt the smooth skin, the layers of hard muscle underneath. He felt so real, so warm and alive. How could this be?
He drew me to the floor, laid me on a pile of soft cushions that had somehow appeared, blurring once again the line between reality and illusion. When he laid down beside me, I reached for him again. I caressed his cheek, ran a finger over his full lips.
Up close, he was even more beautiful, with dark hair in soft waves almost to his shoulders. A stray lock fell across his forehead. I brushed it aside and stared into his eyes. Warm brown eyes, looking back at me steadily.
I caressed his cheek, my fingers brushing against the faint dark stubble along his jawline. Masculine bodies had such striking contrasts. Soft hair, smooth skin, then rough stubble – hinting at the steel that lay below.
I moved my hand lower, exploring. Traced a path down his chest until I reached the head of his cock. So hot, like the flames that consumed him and gave birth to his dragon form. I ran my fingers up and down the thick shaft, watching his face the whole time. He drew in a breath and I saw sparks of fire flicker in his eyes.
Still without speaking, the nameless Dragon Lord parted my thighs with his knees and slid over me. I put my arms around his back and closed my eyes, desperate to have that hot hard cock slide into me. Take my virginity, and set me free to revel in this wild wicked passion he’d awakened in me.
I felt the warmth of him, the weight of him, the smooth hard head of his cock pressing against my slick core…
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Five Alpha males
One headstrong queen
An enemy old as the Universe…
I learned my fate on my eighteenth birthday, the day my father died and I became the virgin Queen.
The day my life changed forever.
The Lord of Darkness has risen. He means to conquer my kingdom and take me as his bride. But to succeed, he needs the power of the five Sacred Sources.
I must find the Fire Born. The one who shifts into a fearsome dragon. He’s come to me in dreams in his human form, stirring shameful, dark desires inside me. The prophecy says he will take me as his mate – and join with me to battle the Lord of Darkness, who has awakened from the spell cast on him a thousand years ago.
Then I must seek out the others. Five in all, each with his own special skill.
The Warrior. The Wizard. The Mystic. And last, the Rogue.
I must secure their protection, their allegiance, using whatever means necessary, whether it be to offer them riches or a title… or my body. A place in my bed as well as on the throne.
The Oracle says only by uniting with these five powerful men will I accomplish my mission. Avenge my father’s death – and save the World of the Seven Stars from an enemy as old as the Universe.
But she never warned me I’d fall in love.
Fire Born is the first book in the World of the Seven Stars, a hot, steamy fantasy series featuring five dominant heroes and one strong-willed heroine. It’s full of magic and mystery, shifters and sorcerers, action and adventure – but above all, it’s a love story.
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USA Today Bestselling author Kallista Dane’s steamy romances have hit #1 in Amazon’s Sci-Fi and Western Erotica as well as making the bestselling lists in Sci-Fi Romance, Historical Romance, Contemporary Romance, and BDSM.
She combines eroticism with adventure and intrigue, weaving tale of strong, independent women tangling with the hot Alpha and Omega males who appear in their lives when they expect it least but need them the most.
Kallista loves gardening, chocolate, traveling, chocolate, scuba diving… and did we mention chocolate? She likes to say she’s a little like Goldilocks – she’s lived in northern Michigan, where it is way too cold and the Florida Keys, but that was way too hot. Now she makes her home in North Carolina where it’s (usually) just right!
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CLAIMED BY THE KING
by Lorelei Moone
Shifters of Black Isle, #1
Publication Date: July 20, 2018
Genres: Adult, Fantasy, Romance, Shifters, Novella, Standalone
Abandoned by her people, a young woman was being sent to her doom.
Kelly was going to be a prisoner; a slave. At least that’s what she thought as she waited for the mysterious giants that lived on the Black Isles to claim her. A human sacrifice, once every eight years. That’s what it took to keep mankind safe from these savages.
The human would ensure the survival of his bloodline. Whether he liked it or not.
Broc’s reign as King of the Black Isles had lasted seven years already. That was a long time to go without a queen and therefore, an heir. He knew what he had to do; to claim the human offering and make her his own.
When they met, it changed everything. A glimmer of hope, even of love, in unexpected places. But life on the Black Isles was far from simple. And there were powerful secrets, yet to be uncovered, that could change everything yet again.
Claimed by the King is the first in Lorelei Moone’s brand new fantasy romance series, Shifters of Black Isle. Shifters, magic and relatable characters; set in a mysterious, distant land, where anything seems possible, and yet all its inhabitants hold dear could be destroyed in an instant.
EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT- CLAIMED BY THE KING
Once in every eight springs, a girl will be put forth by one of the coastal regions. A peace offering, a condition of the truce between the Giant Warriors of Black Isle and the men of the mainland.
- No one shall remain with the offering when the time comes.
- None shall attempt to lay eyes on or follow the giants.
- No girl shall ever come home, or her village shall feel the giants’ wrath.
By this ritual we are bound, so long as our truce may last.
My life is over.
Kelly sat down with her head in hear hands, making sure she could no longer see the eerily dancing shadows created by the candle on the kitchen table.
They never did waste much time between the lottery and the banishing.
Perhaps that’s for the best, Kelly thought. If I had a lot of time to think about this, perhaps I’d be less likely to cooperate.
Of course, she still wasn’t willing to accept her fate, no, she had other plans.
After dusk, she would be left on the shores of the Northern Sea, tied up to the strong wooden post erected solely for this purpose, until the giants claimed her.
Perhaps they wouldn’t like her. Perhaps they’d leave her behind, demanding a prettier, daintier candidate? Kelly could only hope as much. Or perhaps her ties would be loose enough to wriggle free, allowing her to run before the giants even arrived.
Ever since her mother passed when she was only eight years old, she hadn’t felt this alone in the world. Her father had betrayed her. He was meant to keep her safe, those were her mother’s last words. Keep Kelly and Ferris from harm, swear it to me.
Instead, what has happened under the watchful eye of their father? She’d been chosen in the lottery.
It’s an honor, he had said. Your sacrifice ensures the safety of our people for the next eight summers.
Kelly was to be made into a prisoner and slave, never to be seen again by her people, all of whom were just pleased none of their own daughters were chosen. She’d never got along with most of the villagers, most of whom took great pleasure in pointing out that her mother’s death was God’s punishment or other such nonsense. Kelly wasn’t lady-like enough apparently. As a child she’d played with the boys out in the field rather than stayed at home and helped with the housework. If that was sinful enough to warrant her own mother’s death, then she wanted nothing to do with such a God, or the feeble-minded people who believed in him. Of course she could have never said that aloud or they would have branded her a witch and punished her. So she had kept these thoughts to herself all these years.
And yet, she was chosen to protect those same people. Oh, the irony. She would love to see their faces when they realized that there’d be hell to pay for her upcoming escape. All those years playing with the boys would pay off. Now that she had
reached a full eighteen years of age, Kelly wasn’t half as weak as most girls she’d grown up with.
A horn blew in the distance, signaling that her wait was over.
It was time.
Her father opened the kitchen door, his weather beaten face tense – the only indication so far that he even cared what happened to her. An honor. What a joke.
He’d get over the loss of his first born daughter soon enough, at least he still had a son to focus on.
Ferris would miss her the most. Three years younger than she was, he’d always looked up to his big sister with admiration rather than the disdain others had shown her. She had been there for him more like a mother than a sibling, making sure there was food to eat, clothes to wear, even toys to play with.
Their father had never realized that he had been suffering the most after their mother had passed. While father had stuck to his same old routine; heading off to the tavern after nightfall, as though nothing had ever changed, she had been there for Ferris.
Yes, Ferris would come looking for her as soon as he realized what had happened.
Father had conveniently sent him off on some merchant ship as a deckhand only weeks before the lottery. As if he’d known what would happen…
“Kelly. Our fate lies in your hands.” Her father waved her forward with an outstretched arm.
She hesitated for a moment, but took a deep breath and finally got up.
Mother, I wish you were here. Kelly swallowed hard.
“Come in,” Father called out.
A group of villagers made their way inside the cramped little kitchen. They surrounded Kelly, who had already assumed the position expected of her: her arms were crossed behind her back, ready to be tied. They wouldn’t take any chances, because in the heat of panic, many an offering had attempted to flee in the past.
Oh, Mother. Why did you have to leave me to this fate?
Kelly’s eyes stung uncomfortably, though she tried not to let it show. A cold gust of wind from outside dried her tears.
As soon as the rough ropes were tightened painfully around her wrists, it was time to head towards the shore. A long procession had already formed outside Kelly’s modest family home, which in this dimmed light looked like nothing more but a dilapidated shack.
Of the sun, already vanished behind the mountain ranges towards the west, remained nothing but a reddish glow.
Fittingly gloomy, Kelly thought.
A few wisps of clouds did nothing to conceal the full moon shining down on Kelly’s march towards her doom.
Towards the front of the procession two drummers would set the pace for everyone. Some of the villagers carried torches, deep shadows cast over their solemn faces, making it seem like they were wearing masks. These were not the features of the ordinary folk of West Hythe. Tonight, everything had changed. More change was yet to come.
Kelly lowered her head as she stepped forward, positioning herself between the butcher and the tanner, two of the strongest, most impressive men of her village. Their function was ceremonial as well as practical during this ritual: supposedly they’d ensure she was delivered to the right people, and not snatched by anyone on the way to the beach. Actually, it was more likely they were there to prevent her from bolting out of fear.
The drums started to roll, before settling into a comfortable marching pace and the procession started to move. Kelly resisted for a split second, before being hauled forward by the butcher on her right.
Fine. I’m going.
The march was short, Kelly’s house was one of the few outside the village limits nearer the shoreline, and yet in her perception it seemed to last forever. With each step, her legs felt heavier.
But soon enough, the outlines of the misty Black Isles came into view in the distance, illuminated only by moonlight. The crisp cold sea shimmered in the light, like diamonds. Not that Kelly had ever seen a real diamond before, but she’d heard it said they were even shinier than fresh ice.
A glimmer of curiosity overcame her. That’s where she was headed; if she was to believe the stories. What secrets did those dark rocks out in the Northern Sea hide? Nothing good, for sure.
The villagers surrounding her had initially seemed calm and reserved, but now on the rocky beach, their faces had become tenser, more nervous. Typical, Kelly thought, I’m the one being served up to the barbaric giants, and they’re the ones who are scared.
The butcher’s large, calloused hands seemed to be trembling slightly as he attached the rope from Kelly’s wrist to the huge iron ring on the half-eroded sacrificial post. He didn’t even meet Kelly’s gaze, which despite the incoming darkness were burning with anger and betrayal. Her earlier tears had long faded in the harsh wind. All that remained was a growing urge to fight.
She’d find a way to escape. She had to.
“Sorry, lass. May God be with ya,” he whispered, before joining the procession again, ready to retreat back to the village.
Kelly pressed her lips together. God had nothing to do with what was happening here. She watched scornfully as everyone backed away.
It was one of the rules of the ritual. No one shall remain with the offering. None shall lay eyes on the giants when they collect their prize.
Those rules were now etched into Kelly’s mind, so often had she heard the stories. Every eight years, one of the coastal villages will put forth an offering. As prescribed, none of the girls had been seen since they were left at this exact spot.
This had been going on for as long as anyone in the village – even the elders- could remember.
All those lives ruined by such an archaic and stupid ritual!
There hadn’t even been any sighting, any evidence that giants still roamed the Black Isles. None, except that the sacrificial post was always found empty the morning after an offering. Anyone could have taken those girls. Who knew what had become of them.
Kelly glared at the retreating villagers, last of whom her father, who looked back once, but then hurried on home, or more likely, towards the tavern.
Bloody cowards, the lot of them.
How convenient to have a rule that nobody was allowed to stay and watch. Who knew who these giants actually were? Whether they even existed.
The last torch flickered away over the dune surrounding the beach, and the sound of the drum faded into the distance. The ritual was over, life could go on as normal until eight years from now when another girl was to be chosen from a neighboring village.
But for Kelly, the night was far from over.
A dense fog had rolled in from the Northern Sea, covering the beach like a damp blanket. Kelly blinked a few times, but was unable to see a thing. How long had she been here for? Minutes, hours? It was impossible to tell, although dawn still seemed impossibly far away.
Mother, don’t leave me here.
Kelly’s eyelids grew too heavy to remain open.
My darling, rest. You’ll need it, a familiar voice seemed to say.
Mother! Was she dreaming already?
The regular crashing of waves had already hypnotized her. One could only be upset for so long, until it took a toll. Kelly tried her best to lift the heavy blanket of exhaustion; to stay alert. But it was hopeless. It would take a lot more than some fog to scare her awake.
ABOUT LORELEI MOONE
Lorelei Moone is an author of paranormal / fantasy romance based in London. A lover of all things sweet, and caffeinated, when she’s not writing
about sexy bear shifters and their strong-willed curvaceous love interests, Lorelei can be found baking cookies or cakes for her family.
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King’s Bride A Reverse Harem Dragon Fantasy from Ava Sinclair.
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Reviewers are excited about King’s Bride:
… the whole series is great to start with, but this one takes it to a whole new level.
It’s a HOT, Sexy, Wild ride full of Magic…
I had such big expectations and King’s Bride met them ALL and even more.
I loved this story, we are finally getting to the prince’s and Zara’s story. Zara is Isla’s little sister that was stolen away. But Zara is now back and is stronger than ever. And I mean that she has overcome a lot and is still being threatened by the Shadowfell in her dreams.
But with her Prince’s and a King to help she is on the mend. Bymir, Rargi, Yrgi, and Oneg will make sure of it. These guys are dragons on a mission and Zara is part of that. But they also fall in love. But what happens when they find out the Shadowfell is stalking their Queen?
I can’t wait to find out what is next. This story ends on a high note, it is an HEA on this family but the story does go on. So be warned.
“Tell me of the act, Isla.” I ask quietly, embarrassed that others may overhear. Behind me, the reflected image of my sister smiles.
“Drakoryans are different from human men.” She leans down, putting her hand on my shoulders. “The fire of the dragon feeds their prowess. Each brother will put a cock between your legs that brings its own unique pleasure. A village woman marries a single man, and that is the man she gets every night. A Drakoryan bride? She marries several men, and each one is capable of doing different and wondrous things each time she’s with him. Do not be afraid, little sister. Open yourself for what they offer you, but don’t lose your power in the face of theirs. Your softness will unman them, both in and out of bed. It is your hidden strength. We know it. And they know we know it.” She kisses me on the cheek. “You’ll see.”
Her words flow over me like water, but I’m still too nervous to drink them in.
And now it is time. The ladies are ready to escort me to the King Bymir’s chamber, and they do so with a giddy, festive air, some running ahead trailing bright ribbons, others giggling as they fluff my hair and tell me how lucky I am.The tunnel leading to the king’s bedchamber is wide, as is the massive door to the king’s bedchamber. I’m reminded again that this was the first Drakoryan castle inhabited by men who could not completely control their urges to shift. I’m also reminded that the man waiting beyond the doors can change into a dragon whenever he wants.
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What woman wouldn’t be happy to be claimed by a dominant prince. I am soon to be taken by four.
Amidst a backdrop of war with the ShadowFell, the four sons of King Vukuris battle among themselves as dragons- not only for the crown, but for first rights to my innocence. One will be victorious on the battlefield. But all will eventually seek to conquer me in the bedchamber with their combination of skill and strength.
But there is another battle, a silent one, and it rages inside me. My memories as captive to the ShadowFell are returning – memories that bring pain and doubt of my ability to be a good queen. Will those memories drive a wedge between me and my princes? It is a matter of life and death for the Empire, for within me may lie the secret to defeat the enemy.
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Variety is the spice of life and Ava Sinclair writes a little something for everyone, from dark romance to menage to kinky AF age play. But the one thing that is consistent in her books are strong storylines, alpha males, and strong women whose hearts and bodies aren’t given up without a fight.
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I enjoy Ava’s stories and this one is no different.
This is a great starting to her new series. It ends on a high note but you know there is so much more coming. I loved all the characters and how all the males are so different. If you enjoy paranormal and dragons this is the book for you.
Lyla is such a great female and doesn’t take crap from anyone. Even when she up against her 4 mates that happen to be very big dragons, she stands her ground and fights for her loved ones. Loved that!
This is a slow burn with a wonderful ending between the maiden and the dragons, but the story still goes on. War is coming between the two different dragon factions. The dragons need to learn in this book to not let their pride get in the way. Lyla just might make them all stronger in the end.
I enjoyed this book and the details the author put into it. I can’t wait to see what is next.
This story broke my heart a little bit. There are some broken people in this story and you feel it. But sometimes you have to be broken to be fixed.
Two out of the three dragons were raised by normal fathers but the third is treated like crap by his father and it shows. And with having to mate to a woman that has issues with dragons this could be a problem. So now everyone has to learn about trust, sacrifice, and finally love.
For my first Claire Marta story, I fell in love. I love paranormal stories and I love dark stories, and this one is both. There are a strong heroine and hero add, demons, vampires, and angels and you have a huge hit.
Mavis is a human that works for an angel as an assassin. She kicks a$$ and doesn’t have a problem doing it. She loves her job and doesn’t let anyone get in her way. But when she notices Max her juices start flowing towards him.
These two have a chemistry that blows you away. I love Mavis from the start, and Max is yummy! I loved this book and can’t wait for the next one! I voluntarily read an advanced reader copy for my honest review.